Rebirth

If I had a bar of soap,
I would:
Wash the message off my face,
Clean the lies from my mouth,
Scrub my fingers of what they touched,
Wipe my feet free of pain,
Soak the blindness from my eyes,
Drain the distortion from my head,
Rub the meanness from my heart.
If I had a bar of soap,
I could start again.